I say feed me.
Thunder strikes the apple tree and hundreds fall into my mouth.
I say comfort me.
Thunder pauses in the sky, and it becomes peaceful.
I say frighten me.
Thunder cracks the sky in half.
I say heal me.
Thunder makes flowers bloom after the storm.
I say keep me safe.
Thunder booms, I will protect you.
I say love me.
Thunder says, I do.
Thunder is my mother.
[photo by Cody26 on flickr]